After rebirth, the empress was spoiled by the emperor's uncle like a little girl

After the polo match at Dongjiao Villa, Abao returned to the palace.

But Concubine Wen sent Aunt Rong to convey her oral order, which meant that during the month that the King and Queen of Jiangnan were staying in the imperial capital, Abao had to stay in Yunqi Palace every night.

It is difficult to disobey her mother's orders. Besides, Abao knows that Concubine Wen forced her to stay in Yunqi Palace, which was a decision she made after careful consideration.

But Po can still delay it as long as possible.

It was three o'clock in the morning when Abao stood at the door of Yunqi Palace.

In? Not in? A Bao was really struggling with the question for a long time.

The palace door was pushed open from the inside.

Xiao Yunzheng stood in front of her, looking at her with complicated eyes, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.

The early rain made the wind cooler, especially at night, when it was even chillier.

Ah Bao wrapped up the cloak that Xuanyuan Fengran had put on her when she came here, and looked up at Xiao Yunzheng, "What do you want to say?"

Xiao Yunzheng's eyes became darker and darker, but in the end he said nothing.

He stepped aside, silently inviting Po to enter the hall.

At this point, A Bao frowned in confusion and glanced at Xiao Yunzheng.

Is he throwing a tantrum?

A Bao entered the hall confused, but saw medicinal oil for treating bruises and injuries on the table.

If it were someone else, Abao would probably ask what happened.

But this person was Xiao Yunzheng. A Bao didn't want to get involved, so he turned his gaze away as if he didn't see him and went into the inner bedroom behind the brocade screen.

Lying on the bed, hugging the soft and warm silk quilt, Abao couldn't fall asleep.

On the table separated by a screen, a candle flickered.

Xiao Yunzheng's figure was reflected on the gauze screen, with handsome and sharp outlines.

A Bao rested his head on his elbow and looked sideways at Xiao Yunzheng, who was trying to apply the medicine with difficulty.

Xiao Yunzheng's injury is on the lumbar spine, and it is very troublesome to apply the medicine by himself.

A Bao stared at Xiao Yunzheng silently for a long time, but he was unable to rub the medicated oil.

"Xiao Yunzheng, how did you get this injury?" A Bao couldn't help but ask.

Xiao Yunzheng's figure was projected on the gauze screen, and the action of applying the medicine suddenly stopped.

He didn't expect Abao to ask this question. His heart was filled with emotion. He was silent for a long time before answering, "The Battle of Tonglu in Southern Xinjiang."

Although he didn't say much, Po already understood.

Xiao Yunzheng became famous at the age of eighteen, in the Battle of Tonglu.

The battle was indeed brutal. Xiao Yunzheng led a thousand men deep into Tonglu in southern Xinjiang, where they were besieged for ten days and ten nights. They ran out of arrows and food, and in the end only twenty men returned alive.

But after that battle, Xiao Yunzheng became famous not only for the brutality and bloodiness of the Tonglu battle, but also for his bravery in completely pacifying Southern Xinjiang. Since then, Southern Xinjiang has been the only territory among the four territories of Daqi where foreign races have been the most peaceful.

A Bao sighed secretly.

She lifted the silk quilt, got up from the bed, walked past the screen and went to the table.

Xiao Yunzheng raised his eyes following the voice. She looked down at him. Suddenly, she lifted her skirt and sat down beside him.

Xiao Yunzheng was stunned, and A Bao took the bottle of medicine oil from his hand.

"If I use too much force, you'll groan."

As he spoke, A Bao lifted up Xiao Yunzheng's underwear.

Caught off guard, she was startled.

She couldn't see clearly just now because she was far away, but now she could clearly see that a small bone was protruding from Xiao Yunzheng's lumbar vertebra.

Despite such a serious injury, Xiao Yunzheng managed to win the battle of Tonglu.

In the end, not only did he not become paralyzed and bedridden, he even returned to the Southern Xinjiang Army half a year after the Battle of Tonglu, and continued to train on the training ground, riding and shooting arrows without missing a single one.

A Bao was shocked. While pouring the medicinal oil into his palm, he secretly looked at Xiao Yunzheng's eyebrows.

The young man, who usually wore a crown and tied his hair up, was now wearing a white inner garment with his long hair draped over his shoulders. He looked particularly gentle and fragile.

She carefully controlled the strength and rubbed the medicated oil slowly.

In the starless and moonless night, Xiao Yunzheng was like a silent statue, saying nothing.

But only Xiao Yunzheng himself knew how stiff his body was.

After an unknown amount of time, Ah Bao finished applying the medicinal oil and said with a frown, "Xiao Yunzheng, go to bed and sleep."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Yunzheng suddenly turned around.

The candlelight on the table flickered, and his black pupils looked at Abao solemnly.

A Bao saw a glimmer of hope in his eyes. She didn't understand why Xiao Yunzheng sometimes looked so confused.

But people always seek benefits and avoid harm, and she is no exception.

She subconsciously knew that this expression was very dangerous and she had to stay away from it, the farther the better.

Thinking of this, A Bao suddenly stood up and walked towards the bed, saying, "Your lumbar spine is so serious, you must be extra careful in your daily behavior."

Last time she slept on the table all night, and when she returned to the inner hall, her lumbar spine ached so much that she wanted to commit suicide.

Not to mention that Xiao Yunzheng already had a lumbar injury.

"Don't sleep on the table all night anymore."

Not only did she want to persuade Xiao Yunzheng not to do it, she also didn't want to suffer that kind of pain again.

As he spoke, A Bao chose the inner bed, wrapped in a cloak and looked at Xiao Yunzheng who was sitting beside the table, "There are exactly two silk quilts, one for you and one for me."

Po rolled her cloak into a strip and laid it across the middle of the bed.

When Xiao Yunzheng stood up and walked to the bed, Abao had already lay down wrapped in her quilt.